When Hu Latu noticed Yang Qi studying their surroundings, he said, “These are a set of ancient ruins, Milord. They were once a rite center belonging to the ancient legion of gods. Eventually, one particular god-spirit fought another and the place was destroyed. In the countless years that have passed, the ruins were further degraded to the state you see around you. That said, Milord, don’t underestimate these crumbling palaces, continents, mountains and the like. They’re filled with deadly power that would kill an ordinary person the instant they entered. In fact, that's one reason why the Brahman Society built its headquarters in this region.”

“Yes, I can see that this place is full of ruined godrelics. Sadly, if I tried to absorb the godliness from here, it would attract the attention of the Brahman Society, so I’ll have to leave them for now.”

Off in the distance, he saw a divine likeness over a hundred and fifty thousand kilometers in height, hovering in space. Originally,...